Hey Guys, So I really enjoyed writing the first chapter of the awkwardly named Cribs in Camo. So I will be writing another. I warn of the regular stuff with me; men with pussies, breasts, pregnancies, even dresses, the whole nine. If you could be made uncomfortable of my uneducated playing-with of the male gender borderlines, I suggest you step away now. I...
This story has kink. Anyways I tried to make this once before but it didn’t go as planned so here’s the remake. And this time I really thought about it and put time into it so please enjoy. You are a scrawny boy named John and you live with your mother who is a what some people would say as an Amazon because her arm muscles are about the size of your head an...
In a future not too far flung, humanity has progressed to a stage where almost all production and provision of society’s needs is automated. With no need to work, all citizens are instead driven to find lifestyles that fulfil their own and each other’s fundamental desires. This is achieved by the medium of an overruling system of artificial intelligences and...
VERY IMPORTANT, PLEASE READ: Please click "Start game" on the right side of the web page under the tab "Score" to fully experience the story. As, my story makes use of conditional statements and conditional chapters in its tracking of variables. For example, if your character arrives late to a particular event, specific characters may res...
When I awoke the next morning, which was Sunday (but felt like it should be Monday or Tuesday, given long Saturday had been), I felt a wonderful wetness around my cock and a bouncing motion on it that could only mean one thing. One of my sweet ladies had chosen to ride me in my sleep. I looked up and noticed beautiful blonde hair, silky olive skin, and the l...
I grew up in a small town with a family of devout Catholics, and I attended religious institutions for both high school and college. I grew up in a rather conservative community, and I was constantly deluged with messages that abortion was evil. I was generally rather shy and didn't talk to many people. While my friends always told me tales of boys they ha...
Donna was dashing around her apartment pulling herself to together for her big date. As she ran from room to room fixing her hair, putting on her carefully selected outfit, her older sister Bonnie stood holding Donna's six-month old baby boy. "You have my cell number. Try not to call, but call if you have to," Donna said as she flew from the bathroom to he...
Thank you Steve(@ciaosteve) for making my story look perfect. Thank you to all readers, especially Ashok, who had been waiting for the next part of Ankita. This chapter has sex between a consenting male and female and has breastfeeding. If this is not your taste, then avoid reading further. Comments, both good and bad, are always invited as that will help...
Althea Amberhearth sat at her usual spot in the Black Crab tavern. Few windows and a scarcity of candles meant the establishment rarely rose above dim light. Probably so that the customer base would fail to notice the numerous stains littering the wood floor. A shame the lighting did little to stymie the stench, as the sickly sweet scent of old ale trickled...
It was eons ago that Hell was gifted to the demons by the angels of Heaven. Well, perhaps "gifted" is the wrong word to use. Demons were forced to stay there, never to again plague the surface en masse. Upon their forced migration, their new home was thrown into chaos as the demons fought among themselves for supremacy. One demon rose above the res...